C545 Lonely waltz 3

whoosh whoosh whoosh ? * Bamboo hummed a sad tune.

At some point, the wind and the rain had grown stronger.

The autumn rain, there is no thunder, just so silently down, like a lonely waltz without someone to accompany it; or a dream of ballet no one to appreciate.

There was not much water on the ground, and when the rain fell on the water, or when it hit the ground